I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
really i want the internet
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
isaac
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
you cannot feed someone truth
so at the end
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i understand
yeah
autonomy of learning
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
magnetisation/form
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
propensity within someone
its good short few pages